The Nine Cauldrons Chapter 23
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Chapter 23: A One Hundred and Twenty-Two Jin Wolf Fang Mace
At this time, his father Teng Yongfan was with Teng Yongxiang and Teng Yongfei. All three of them were exercising.
"Our Teng Jia Village will be sending these three people to fight. Uncle Teng Yongxiang is the clan's spear arts master and is one of the strongest in the clan. Uncle Teng Yonglei is the leader for the clan's hunting squadron. He is very strong as well. Although my father rarely fight, he seems like a powerful man as well." Teng Qingshan remarked emotionally.
In this world where the common folks were intrepid and fierce, one village could have any strong men. Through this, one could imagine how many powerful experts exist in this world.
"They're finally starting." Teng Qinghu stood next to Teng Qingshan. His eyes were gleaming with excitement.
"First combat!"
The silver-haired elder holding a cane shouted out to everyone. "Teng Yonglei of Teng Jia Village against Li Wutian of Li Jia Village. You two may now enter the battle ring."
"Lei, do your best." Teng Qingshan's father, Teng Yongfan, encouraged as he patted Teng Yonglei on the shoulder.
"Watch out for his legs." Teng Yongxiang instructed.
"Leave it to me."
Teng Yonglei smiled with confidence and strode into the battle ring. Li Wulei also exchanged a few words with the people from his clan and confidently stepped into the ring which had a diameter of five Zhang without any weapons. Teng Yonglei took off the plain clothes he was wearing and tossed it out of the ring, revealing his well-trained upper body.
Li Wutian also tossed away his upper clothes, revealing his muscular upper body as well.
"Teng Yonglei, you'll definitely lose today. You should concede now so you won't suffer later." said Li Wutian.
Li Wutian was a very tanned guy that seemed very valiant and capable.
"Prepare to be bedridden for half-a-year after this fight." Teng Yonglei mocked.
These two men from each clan had yet to start the fight, but there were already fierce sparks between them.
"Both participants," The silver-haired elder who was holding a cane swept a glance at the two and said, "Please start!"
"Please." Li Wutian cupped his hands together.
"Please." Teng Yonglei cupped his hands together as well.
At that moment, over a thousand people gathered around the circle. All of them stared at the two men in the center of the ring. Not only did this fight involve the entitlement of the water, it also concerned the honor of the clan. This battle did not only involve 'water', but their clan's honor was also on the line. Everyone watched in anticipation, hoping that their clan could win.
Teng Yonglei placed one hand before his lower jaw and the other on his waist before he began moving cautiously in the battle ring.
However, Li Wutian had both his hands before his chest. He occasionally lifted up his left or right leg, seeming as if he was ready to send a fly kick at anytime.
In that short moment, there was only silence.
Teng Qingshan watched quietly as he thought to himself, "Uncle Teng Yonglei's martial art focuses only on his hands, while Li Wutian seems to have stronger kicks. He's only using his hands to protect the vital parts of his body." According to the saying, the hands act as the shield while the legs attack. However, this was not something absolute. For example, the focus of Teng Qingshan's martial arts was also in his fists.
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Teng Yonglei and Li Wutian were both observing each other.
"Chi!" Li Wutian advanced abruptly and kicked upward with his left feet, sweeping it towards Teng Yonglei's chin.
"Hu!" A strong gust of wind brushed past Teng Yonglei's face, forcing him to step back quickly.
After Li Wutian kicked out with his left leg and continued with his right leg sweeping upward towards Teng Yonglei. With eyes like that of a venomous snake, Teng Yonglei glared at the kick and suddenly attacked fiercely with his prepared right hand. Like a bolt of lightning, Teng Yonglei smacked the bottom of Li Wutian's foot, making a "bang" sound. Li Wutian's right leg was forcefully slapped down, causing him to lose his balance.
"Hah!" Teng Yonglei let out a deep-sounding cry and followed with a spinning kick.
"Hu!" His left leg was like a giant chopper, sweeping out toward his opponent.
Li Wutian couldn't step back in time. Still, he managed to avoid the kick with a lean backward. He propped himself up with his right hand and moved like a spinning wheel as he attacked with a low sweeping kick.
Teng Yonglei leaped back agilely, dodging this attack.
Teng Yonglei immediately pounced forward and pressed Li Wutian down before he could get back on his feet. Teng Yonglei then smashed and punched crazily with both his fists.
"Boom, boom~~" Li Wutian, who was pressed onto the ground, was punched twice on his face. He sounds of bones breaking could be heard as blood splattered. A bellow like that of a wild beast came out from Li Wutian's throat. Li Wutian straightened his back and attacked Teng Yonglei crazily with his knees. The powerful force of his legs sent Teng Yonglei flying into the air.
"Die!"
Li Wutian, whose face was covered in blood, roared loudly and his legs became phantomlike as they were consecutively kicked toward Teng Yonglei, who had yet to regain balance.
"Pfft!""Pfft!"
In response, Teng Yonglei blocked the kicks with his hands.
"Ahh~~" Li Wutian cried out. He advanced abruptly and kicked out madly, causing Teng Yonglei to retreat continuously.
"You can't back off anymore!" Someone from the Teng Jia Village suddenly shouted.
Teng Yonglei was startled.
He had backed off to the edge of the ring, and if he were to continue moving back, he would end up stepping out of the ring.
"Ah!" At that moment, Li Wutian leaped and kicked desperately with both his legs.
Teng Yonglei was unable to dodge in time.
"蓬."對方右腿踢在他胸口上,滕永雷口噴鮮血,整個人就要飛出去.
"Boom!" As Li Wutian's right leg hit Teng Yonglei's chest, Teng Yonglei spurted out blood and was about to fly out.
Just then!
"Get out!" Teng Yonglei roared deeply. He actually stretched his hands and forcibly grabbed Li Wutian's right leg. Then, he bent back fiercely, tossing out his opponent to the back. Li Wutian was sent flying a height of two Zhang and then, with a loud "boom", landed on the ground, bringing up endless dust.
Teng Yonglei was also half-sprawled on the ground with his hands on his chest.
"Lei."
"Yonglei!"
In that instant, quite a number of people from the Teng Jia Village rushed forward.
"Brother Tian!"
"Father!"
"Ah Tian!"
Similarly, quite a number of people also went over to lift up Li Wutian.
"Father, is Uncle alright?" Teng Qingshan quickly asked his father.
Teng Yongfan patted Teng Qingshan on the head and said, "Don't worry. He only got a kick on his chest. It's not a big problem, but he would probably need to rest for one-to-two months."
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Teng Qingshan heaved a sigh of relief.
Teng Qingshan was very familiar with Teng Yonglei. Afterall,
Teng Qingshan was very familiar with Teng Yonglei. Afterall, the latter was the leader of the Hunting Squadron and would often bring over the animals they caught from their hunt. Over time, Teng Qingshan became familiar with him.
"The first round is over. Teng Yonglei of Teng Jia Village and Li Wutian of Li Jia Village got out of the ring at the same time! It's a tie!" The silver-haired elder who was holding a cane announced in a loud voice.
The people from both clans who were watching all felt very anxious.
No one had expected that a situation like this would occur right from the first match.
"Father, be careful." Teng Qingshan could not help but say. He could tell that the likelihood of death was high in combats like this.
"Don't worry, son. Just watch as your father beat that guy up." Teng Yongfan smiled.
"Brother Fan, don't be careless. Teng Qingshan's mother, Yuan Lan, was also looking at her husband worriedly.
Teng Yongfan responded with a nod and greeted the others around the ring.
"Teng Yongfan of Teng Jia Village and Li Liang of Li Jia Village, please enter the ring." the silver-haired old man, who was holding onto a cane, said in a loud voice.
"Fan, give that Li Liang a good beating." The clan's great master, 'Teng Yongxiang', exclaimed.
Teng Yongfan smiled and stepped into the ring.
"Haha, Teng Yongfan, I've long wanted to have a spar with you, but you've been hiding in your Teng Jia Village, doing blacksmithing work. Today, I'll let you experience my steel fists." The bearded man by the name of 'Li Liang' laughed and said. He abruptly took off his top, tossed it aside, and strode into the ring.
The hair on Li Liang's body was very well developed. His chest was covered with thick hair.
"Alright, let me see the power of your steel fists." Teng Yongfan smiled and tossed his top to the side as well, revealing his muscular physique. The muscles on Teng Yongfan's shoulder and back were very well-developed and were bulging up. It looked as if a pair of wings were hidden beneath them. His muscular arm was comparable to the thickness of a young man's upper thigh.
Teng Qingshan's eyes lit up as he thought to himself, "Although Father seldom fights, he has been blacksmithing over the years, thus, the strength of his arms have reached a terrifying level."
Teng Qingshan had increasing confidence in his father.
However, this was not just a battle of abilities, but a battle of intelligence and reaction.
"You two may began." The silver-haired elder who was holding a cane ordered.
"Please.""Please!"
Teng Qingshan's father, Teng Yongfan, cupped his hands together at the same time as Li Liang. Then, both of them backed off slightly and observed each other carefully.
"Li Liang, didn't you say that you were going to show me your iron fists?" Teng Yongfan laughed and took a big step forward, appearing to be very domineering.
"Hmph," Li Liang let out a sneer and got closer at the speed of lightning from the sides. Both of his fists were already garnering power, and when he got closer to Teng Yongfan, his right fist punched out toward Teng Yongfan's shoulder without holding back.
"Hmph." Li Liang sneered and approached from the side at lightning speed. With both his fists garnering power, he sent his fist flying directly toward Teng Yongfan's shoulder the moment he got close to Teng Yongfan.
"Haha…" Teng Yongfan waved his left hand casually and pushed Li Liang's fist to the side. Then, Teng Yongfan followed with a straight punch.
Li Liang was prepared as he blocked the punch with his left fist.
"Boom!" A deep sound rang out as if a drum was struck.
Still, even after Teng Yongfan struck Li Liang's left hand with a straight punch, his speed almost did not change as he smashed his fist on Li Liang's chest.
"Crack!" The sounds of cracked bones range out and Li Liang felt an immense pain in his chest before he was sent flying and then landing outside of the ring.
Total silence!
No one expected Li Jia Village's martial arts teacher Li Liang to be sent flying into the air during the first round. It was obvious that the two weren't on the same level.
"Good job, Brother Fan!"
"Brother Fan!"
Teng Jia Village rang out in boisterous cheers. Everyone was shouting and very agitated.
"Li Liang!"
"Master!"
It was only then did many people from the Li Jia Village woke up from their stunned state and quickly ran over.
"Don't worry," Teng Yongfan's voice rang out. "I held back 30% of my power at the end. Li Liang will not die." Then, Teng Yongfan smiled as he headed toward his wife, Yuan Lan, and his son, Teng Qingshan. He carried Teng Qingshan up and said dotingly, "My dear son, what do you think of your father?"
"Amazing!" Teng Qingshan smiled and and gave a thumbs up.
Looking at the scene of a child putting up his thumb in approval, many people in Teng Jia Village broke out in laughter. It was clear that they all felt exhilarated because of Teng Yongfan's overwhelming victory.
On the other hand, many people from the Li Jia Village were stunned. Teng Yongfan was too powerful! They knew and had seen their master Li Liang lift up a huge boulder that weighed 700 Jin. Despite having such great arm strength, he couldn't even fight back against Teng Yongfan or defend himself. Thus, this showed how strong Teng Yongfan was.
"As expected of the next chief of Teng Jia Village. Yongfan is a good fellow." The chief of Li Jia Village, Li Huojun remarked as he watched the fight with a smile.
"Haha," Hearing this, Teng Yunlong laughed proudly.
Teng Yongfan was his son-in-law and also his best disciple.his proud disciple. Of course he felt proud.
"Jinfu, prepare yourself." Li Huojin smiled proudly and said in a loud voice. Li Jinfu was the third person representing Li Jia Village.
"Yes, Grandfather."
A deep voice rang out.
Teng Qingshan could not help but turned to look. Many people from the Teng Jia Village also looked over. A muscular young man with the height of eight Chi was seen walking over. His eyes were like brass bells and his hair stood up straight like steel needles. With a piece of animal skin wrapped around him, he seemed like a a wild man who had just came out from the mountains.
He carried a black Wolf Fang Mace that was covered with many sharp spikes.
"Hmph, " The young man who appeared as strong as a wild beast casually swung his Wolf Fang Mace,
"Hmph," this young man who was as strong as a wild beast casually swung his Wolf Fang Mace, making it seem as though the Wolf Fang Mace was made of wood. He then tossed it to the side. As it crashed onto the ground, a loud "bang" sound was made. The loud and deep sound made it clear that the Wolf Fang Mace was really heavy.
"This Wolf Fang Mace is made purely of iron, right? How heavy is it?" Teng Yunlong thought to himself as he stared at Li Huojun with slight astonishment.
"It's not that heavy. This Wolf Fang Mace that belongs to my grandson, Jinfu, weighs only one hundred and twenty-two Jin!" Li Huojun said casually but he said it with a very proud expression.
The people of Teng Jia Village were all shocked.One's arm must have the strength of over 1,000 Jin to be able to swing a weapon that weighed one hundred and twenty-two Jin with great ease. As the saying went, "a man with great strength can defeat ten men who are trained in martial arts". Just this terrifying strength alone was enough to make the people from the Teng Jia Village feel nervous.
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